And the truth is, I loved it, the community, the family. But much as the sharing sounded appealing, I knew I was resisting, now that I was here. "You ...now some of your husbands would love the chance to get to know you better. Here." With the latter word, she laid her hand on the back of the chair. Brought back to the present, I recalled what I was facing and felt the usual combination of nerves and arousal as I obediently leaned over it. "And your wives too. It certainly isn't just Charles that. She gasped and started to wriggle."Stay still! Or I'll stop."Her attention was now split between keeping still and the delicious feeling growing in her sex. What sweet torture.He pushed two fingers into her silky, wet entrance, slowly moving them in and out. In the silence of the room, only her breathing and the squelchy sound of her wet pussy being prepared by his fingers could be heard."God, you are wet," he whispered."That is all your doing, my Lord." He added a third finger as he tested her. First time a met her was at a pub called 'the Farmers Rest. She was talking to Lesleys dad..who I worked with. He was just going to start his shift and he called me over...asked if I'd walk her out to the bus in an hour coz he was off to work. "Why I nae bother " ah said...fuck me I'd just met the cunt and I...she got the bus...my fucking bus...she had me cock out before we'd left the station. Wha a fucking slapper. Mind...best fuck i ever had.....but....that Sylvia....she's got some edge...if. Thank god there were no cutesy coffee shops along my route. I stopped in the convenience store for some pretty rank coffee, that first time I walked the route. Since then I had learned to carry a small thermos in my pocket.The weather at 6:30AM was chilly when I began. The zip up sweat shirt came off after the first mile or so.When I arrived back at The Haven, I was exhausted and soaked with sweat. I had to take a shower and wash my thinning hair before I prepared my breakfast. I examined my.